Richard had all his fingers when I met him the year before. He volunteers at the Alligator Farm and gets a genuine kick out of the prehistoric creatures. He lures them closer for me by dangling the rancid chicken collected from nearby grocery stores. His eyes twinkle when he describes …

I had been in New Orleans for two days when I met the woman with the great eyelashes. After years of photographing strangers, my approach had been honed to telling people directly what I am doing and why I like them. I had seen her walk into the Hotel Monteleone, …

“Sitting here at the Flora-Bama Bout to open up a big old can of good times, unwind Fall in and out of love in the same night Can’t say I got a whole lot of cares I’m in the redneck riviera It’s getting crazy, getting hammered Sitting right here at …

Who dat? Who dat? Who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints? Saints fans are in it through thick and thin. From the Aints era to a Superbowl winning season, fans are in it through thick and thin. Once inside the Superdome, the fans keep the noise level loud, interrupting …

The city is split down the middle. You can stand on State Street with one foot in Virginia and one foot in Tennessee and look up at the giant glowing sign that reads modestly, “Bristol: A Good Place to Live.” From 1910 to 1921, the sign read, “PUSH!- That’s Bristol,” …

In the quiet town of Donaldsonville, Louisiana, a tiny chapel sits at the end of a short road of houses. The one room with a steeple was built around 1907. Surprisingly, the chapel sits unlocked. A simple wooden stop keeps the doors from swinging wide. The room smells damp and …

“A few years back, when I first started seeing the Hollywood sign, I kept thinking how cute it would be if I could change the H to a D—and see how long it would take anybody to notice. It just popped into my mind that it would be a good …

Sam started the town in 1996 and has continued building ever since. The town is made out of scraps and discarded materials and includes 1,700 feet of track with a working train car, a jail, post office, library, salt pump, and all the other trappings of a fully functioning town. …

The county fair is best experienced at dusk with the smell of deep-fried oreos filling the air. I associate fair season with summer’s end and that last blast of oppressive heat and humidity. As wrathful as summer can be at this time, seeing the ferris wheel glow means that there …

Conversation is easy off of Orleans Avenue. If all else exhausted there is always hawk-talk. She circles and keeps watch over a pretty broad area. We worry about Jackson and Cocoa, the little chihuahuas who are let out in the evening to “exercise”, hoping she doesn’t go after them. Paul …